digital minds
hold dreams
in CPU, nets
like fingers
reach across
each other
weaving
thoughts
and
fantasies.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
Tea Swimming (poem #435)
Tea swimming
through cracked lips,
a scowl. The smell of
sage mixed with burning
dust, her clothes creased
and decades old. Another sip
and groan, eyes trained
to look for the worst.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
Razor Burn [poem #434]
Sun glows on crisply tanned skin
an adjustment of her bikini
razor burn and lonely patches
of hair still visible. Hands through
her hair, giving the best angle,
eyes half-mooned by thick
sunglasses looking for
entertainment.
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Prickly Needles (poem #433)
Prickly needles,
green body thick and dry
rooted in sand and rubble.
A lonely hawk circles above,
enticed by a scampering
shadow, he descends,
perching atop the
prickly needles.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina
Sea Void (poem #432)
Sea void, swallow me
open ocean pull and break
the words ready to break
free from my mouth.
Thank you for reading!
-Alina